Springtime is when the birds come out to sing:
Springtime is when the bells begin to ding.
Springtime is when love blooms into full;
Springtime is when when the grass begins to roll.
Springtime is when the oceans turn blue;
Springtime is when hope breathes anew.
Springtime is when God gives His grace;
Springtime is when we all see His face.
Springtime is when the bright sun shines;
Springtime is when birds nestle in the pines.
Springtime is when new health is given;
Springtime is when old life is no longer shriven.
Springtime is when Green come alive;
Springtime is when the old will survive.
Springtime is when young hearts unite;
Springtime is when Dark turns to Light.
Springtime is when Winter passes by;
Springtime is when Summer is nigh.
Springtime is when eyes open wide;
Springtime is when we walk side-by-side.
Springtime is when the brooks bubble up;
Springtime is when Creation will sup.
Springtime is when the bees buzz around;
Springtime is when the ships come aground.
Springtime is when all creation bows;
Springtime is when tightly sealed are the vows.
Springtime is when the flowers lustrously bloom;
Springtime is when Satan falls into doom.
Springtime is when our hearts jubilantly sing;
Springtime is when God's love does ring.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
A Delicious Breeze
(Creation credited to Aunt Lucy: Homemade blackberry pie and ice cream)
Chocolate has to be my major weakness. No, really. But can you guess what comes almost as close? Homemade ice cream. Yep, I'm telling you, we women really fall for the major calorie stuff. True bliss.
Summer is the perfect time period for watermelon and ice cream. Perfection. Contentment. Just the right time when coolness is much appreciated. Here in Georgia, where hot, humid days are common, we really appreciate anything cool. Especially a fresh breeze. In my estimation, 75 degree weather is perfection. But does our weather consist of cooling breezes as the white clouds float lazily in the air? Of course not! Yes, the clouds may be floating lazily in the sky, but instead of a delicious wind, sweat continually drops from our brow. Cooling? Refreshing?
My point is contentment. Just today I had a nice walk...in the heat. But instead of griping (as I was wont to do) I decided to enjoy the day. After all, life is a gift, no matter how we look at it. I could have shook my fist at the sun in anger that it would dare to hurt my little cool world. No, I really wouldn't do that. In all reality, I would be blaming God for the weather, hot or cold. Where would my thankfulness be? Life is precious. Every day should be considered a day to do everything to the vitality and delightfulness a life can passionately bring forth, all to the glory of God. True, our lives can sometimes seem so boring and non-committed to anything. What is our purpose? everything seems to say. But the small things in life can show us that we have everything to live for! Though we may wish that courtship and marriage would head our way, we could be using our time to benefit our families. Though we may be waiting desperately for that certain time period where something exciting would happen, we could be using our time wisely in the things that are happening right now. Wishing upon a star won't make our dreams come true.
Discontentment in any area of life is a major downfall. If we are not faithful with the small things in life, will God trust us with anything larger? (Matthew 25:23)
Just a little thought for Tuesday...
Sunday, June 20, 2010
The Sacrificial Love of a Father
A father means mercy, love, and care;
endlessly he leads with duty for the entire world to share.
A father is compassionate toward our many tears;
he will comfort with his hands throughout all the years.
Steadfastly to his Saviour he clings;
courageously God's love in the world he rings.
But one father above all is wiser than the rest;
his mighty deeds outrank the impressive best.
On one Sword his feet stand firm;
to the enemy he will not yield to any offered term.
His family stands at his side with faith in their eyes;
they've never doubted his leadership through Satan's countless lies.
This father is so brave, so kind, and so true;
even evil's cold cannot turn him blue.
Looking to God, kneeling on his knees;
a ray of sunlight in his life he sees.
His family is his treasure which he guards with his life;
he brandishes his sword to smite the piper's fife.
Climbing mountains, searching valleys;
through high and low his family he rallies.
In his arms his children find comfort without end;
his loyalty to his wife is far from the weakest bend.
Treasuring moments, kneeling in prayer;
his life consists of doing God's will with a heart that is rare.
The dark's shoulders slump at such a man so rare;
God's right hand on earth is his esteemed dare.
Godly masculinity is his character in a world so full of weakness and strife;
with bold heart he can say without delay, "I have served God with my whole life."
Daddy, Daddy, my lips shall e'er repeat;
with his encouragement pressing I can climb any feat.
Daddy, Daddy, I shall always be your little girl;
please clasp me in your arms and take one more whirl.
Your prayers have brought us safely through the night;
now we need not fear for on comes the light.
Precious you have been to us, precious you'll always be;
through your sacrificial life God's love and grace we always see.
endlessly he leads with duty for the entire world to share.
A father is compassionate toward our many tears;
he will comfort with his hands throughout all the years.
Steadfastly to his Saviour he clings;
courageously God's love in the world he rings.
But one father above all is wiser than the rest;
his mighty deeds outrank the impressive best.
On one Sword his feet stand firm;
to the enemy he will not yield to any offered term.
His family stands at his side with faith in their eyes;
they've never doubted his leadership through Satan's countless lies.
This father is so brave, so kind, and so true;
even evil's cold cannot turn him blue.
Looking to God, kneeling on his knees;
a ray of sunlight in his life he sees.
His family is his treasure which he guards with his life;
he brandishes his sword to smite the piper's fife.
Climbing mountains, searching valleys;
through high and low his family he rallies.
In his arms his children find comfort without end;
his loyalty to his wife is far from the weakest bend.
Treasuring moments, kneeling in prayer;
his life consists of doing God's will with a heart that is rare.
The dark's shoulders slump at such a man so rare;
God's right hand on earth is his esteemed dare.
Godly masculinity is his character in a world so full of weakness and strife;
with bold heart he can say without delay, "I have served God with my whole life."
Daddy, Daddy, my lips shall e'er repeat;
with his encouragement pressing I can climb any feat.
Daddy, Daddy, I shall always be your little girl;
please clasp me in your arms and take one more whirl.
Your prayers have brought us safely through the night;
now we need not fear for on comes the light.
Precious you have been to us, precious you'll always be;
through your sacrificial life God's love and grace we always see.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Just Kittens, That's All....
Would you be surprised and shocked to find that your cat was pregnant, ready to give birth, and you didn't even know it? Yes, exactly. I felt that way Sunday morning, June 6th, between 9:00 and 9:30. What a surprise I received when I walked outside that morning! Our cat had just given birth to four kittens. Wow, what an astonishment. Wouldn't you agree?
Now aren't they precious? Soon their eyes will be opening, and they'll be running around everywhere. Then I'l have some fun with my camera.... ☺
It was just kittens, that's all...
Monday, June 14, 2010
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